Berlin in the wintertime: the days are short, the trees are bare, everything is white.
I shot this footage between projects; sometimes in transit and sometimes on weekends. Later, with perspective, I assembled this cut in Montréal and wrote and performed the music. It remains, for me, the most accurate portrayal of that winter – more accurate than my journals or photos. I can watch it now and instantly be taken back to that bleak, cold place.